autumn ; sang heon lee fanfiction //krispymichael

how it all started; introduction

There she was.

He thought as he saw her on the other side of the window. Without him knowing, a smile carved on his face. He wondered, is he ever going to be as carefree and happy as this girl across his windows?

Dancing in her big, white shirt that has a wine stain on it. A smile on her face and hips swayed on the beat of the song she was playing out loud. Looking like there was no sorrow or worry in the world. She opened her balcony door to her patio, he looked away afraid she would notice him staring.

It's pasta for tonight, he thought, still looking at her at a less visible sight just beside his windows.
She poured another half full glass of wine and lit her cigarettes. It was 18.00 in the summer, the sun had just started to be a darker orange color, yet to set.

Her hair was almost brown under the sunlight, her lips almost looked like a berry-color from the wine.
It's been a month since he moved across Europe, all the way from the UK to Paris, hoping to start a new chapter of his life with a different scenery.

Paris wasn't completely unfamiliar to him, he has visited a couple of times from previous vacations with his family—his sister, specifically. But never really know what it felt like to be a local there. Sang Heon just got transferred to his new branch of company's office, to the European headquarters in the heart of Paris, France.

He decided to leave the UK a month earlier to take a month-long vacation just to see how Paris is before starting his daily work and life routines there as he likes to know his way around; the popular restaurants, cafes and sightseeing, even the hidden gems. To observe, in summary.

It's also been a month since he noticed the girl living across from him, watching her lit her cigarettes in the mornings and evenings with her wine. Sometimes he noticed she would close her eyes as the wind brushed her face. This sounded really cliché and slightly creepy. But he swore that wasn't his intention. She just happened to be the first he way when he stepped into his loft, observing her just kind of became one of his daily routines. 

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Author's note: 

I wrote this out of really random thoughts coming to me at midnight, i've finally decided to start writing again after YEARS of not touching my WattPad. Let me know what you think and give me inspo, feel free to DM me or comment. 

-k.m.